I Became a Powerful Minister in Chaotic Times

Blurb One: Song Peiyu transmigrates into the role of a prince’s study companion. The boy at his side will one day unite the Sixteen Kingdoms and become an unparalleled conqueror. But Song Peiyu feels no joy at all about getting close to a powerful figure. As the saying goes, even heroes fall for beautiful women, and this conqueror will go mad for one over and over again. He’ll knowingly drink the poisoned wine poured by his beloved with tears in his eyes, surrender the great realm he won to the true love of his beloved, and even his pet dog won’t escape the purge. With no way to switch his allegiance to a different ruler, Song Peiyu has no choice but to save himself if he doesn’t want to be skinned alive. On one hand, he uses modern knowledge to improve the lives of the people of Zhao, fundamentally making it harder to unite the Sixteen Kingdoms. On the other, he tearfully reforms the little prince’s love-addled brain, routinely drilling into him the importance of taking responsibility for his career (and his subordinates). Just as the infrastructure projects start to show results, before he can tell whether the sapling has grown crooked, the beloved is reborn and starts crying and begging to marry the little prince, hoping to make it up to him. Song Peiyu: I have something to say, and it’s a traditional virtue: screw this. Little Prince: I’m only responsible for you. Song Peiyu: ??? Blurb Two: The demon lord Chong Yi spent his whole life seeking revenge for a blood feud. But after he got his revenge, he was left with nothing but emptiness. So he staged a siege against himself with the righteous sects and was pierced by a thousand arrows in the battle. Chong Yi never expected that someone like him would get another, equally tedious life. He opened his eyes too early, frightening the scheming palace maid and foiling the switch-at-birth plot. Chong Yi was unmoved. Schemes to raise him into a useless prince came one after another. Chong Yi enjoyed every bit of it. Unfortunately, there was always a smiling little study companion by his side, protecting him, feeling sorry for him, and constantly urging him to care about his career. Chong Yi was fed up. The little study companion also wanted Chong Yi to take responsibility for him. Chong Yi... was very interested! If he satisfies the little study companion’s every career ambition, will they finally be able to talk about taking responsibility? Blurb for I Became a Princess in Ancient Times: Question: Is it wonderful to transmigrate into the Nth generation of an imperial family? Ji Xinxue: Thanks for asking. I’m in ancient times, and I’ve just been made Princess Fukang. Here’s a quick rundown of my life. I nearly got taken away to make soup for my ancestors because I was born at an inauspicious hour. At five, my father’s good fortune earned me the title of County Lady Ningshu. At thirteen, when my father was promoted, I became Princess Fukang. Any further promotion would have to wait for my father to... Cross that last part out. Being a princess is enough for me. I’m content. My birth mother is already Consort Shu and may still rise in rank. I have no full siblings, and my maternal family can’t make a name for itself, so I’m far from the latest battle for the crown prince’s position and can start enjoying retirement early. I’m of noble status, have no troubles, and can look forward to a peaceful, prosperous life. But I still have one final challenge in life. I might as well put out a marriage announcement while I’m at it. Don’t miss your chance! The specific requirements are as above, with the following additions: In this dynasty, a princess’s husband can hold a regular government post, and Father is very kind to his sons-in-law. This princess comes with a generous dowry and an estate to support her after marriage. She’s beautiful and kindhearted, and willing to arrange concubines for her husband. What I hope my future husband can accept: Like the princess, he’s male and likes women. Cross-dressing, powerful shou x dark, wolf-like gong Theme: When the door won’t open, go see if there’s a window.